Monk Lingcheng swung his sword in a rage, and the blood evil energy that had been uncontrollable suddenly broke out. Suddenly, there were bursts of strange hissing and hissing sounds around the flower building, as well as the endless rustling sounds of wandering insects and beasts.
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"Drink——!"
When the sword fell, the light clusters coming from all directions were condensed, and the bloody sword light, several feet long, shot up into the sky. The whole flower building trembled uncontrollably, and the strange sound of rustling fallen leaves suddenly erupted.
It turned into a soul-stirring ghostly cry and demonic howl.
The white monk obviously did not expect this sword. He held the big bell with both arms and raised it high in front of him to use it as a shield. The bloody sword bang crashed down, causing his whole body to tingle and turn scarlet red.
Blood immediately seeped out from his mouth and nose.
After Monk Lingcheng swung his sword, he could no longer bear the headache, as if countless poisonous insects had penetrated into his skull, biting at his sanity crazily.
"Ahhhhhh——!!" Monk Zi Lingcheng roared like a wild beast.
Although the white monk didn't know how he did it, the sound of the bell had obviously driven the monk Lingcheng into madness. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was holding his head and screaming in pain.
At this point, even the white monk who had pushed the opponent into such a situation was hesitant. On the one hand, he wanted to pursue the opponent and take him down. On the other hand, he was worried that if he continued to stimulate the opponent, the person would go crazy even more.
Just start a killing spree here.
When Monk Baijing hesitated for a moment, Monk Lingcheng suddenly became furious. His eyes were as red as bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Ahhhhh--!"
The calmness on the white monk's face finally disappeared. He lowered his face and said: "The demonic nature has entered the body, and the whole body is full of sins. I should be punished."
Monk Lingcheng shook his head fiercely and stared at the white monk in front of him. The sword in his hand suddenly flipped over and was raised high. In an instant, a scream as sharp as a ghost's cry suddenly sounded, and the blood-colored sword light rushed out again.
Xiao!
The whistling sound was so sharp that it seemed to pierce people's eardrums. The guest girls in the flower house covered their ears in horror one after another. The timid ones already foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground. The white monk who bore the brunt was even more shaken.
The strange sound made by the knife suddenly made his blood rush to the point of bursting!
Monk Lingcheng held the knife with both hands and slashed it down. The blood light suddenly fell from the sky, and the entire flower building was dyed blood red. Monk Baijing made a decisive decision and threw the big bell out to try to block it for a moment. At the same time, he clasped his hands and called out
Purple gold halo protects itself.
The halo of light on Monk Baijing's body immediately turned into a cassock and wrapped around his body. At the same time, he raised his head and chanted loudly: "The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Supreme Bodhisattva! Dharma disciples listen to the order! Drive away evil spirits! Protect my divine light!"
"yes!"
A chorus of responses came from the flower tower, and then, several figures flew towards the direction of the white monk. More than a dozen girls from the Fox Fairy Tower surrounded him, holding hands in their hands.
Holding the magic formula, a light corresponding to the purple-gold halo appeared on his body.
This seemed to be a formation. More than a dozen women were guarding the fair monk in the middle. A ball of purple light rose up and turned into a curtain-like light curtain that hung down. It was very strange.
"Drink!"
Monk Lingcheng cut the flying giant bell into two pieces with one knife. At the same time, he used his force again to chop down the purple air light curtain. He actually broke the light curtain without any effort. The bloody knife cut through it like tofu.
The formation was cut into two pieces.
The purple light curtain shattered into stardust all over the sky, and the dozen or so girls spurted out a mouthful of blood, and each of their bodies flew out, falling to the ground where they knew whether they were alive or dead.
The white monk in the middle only coughed up a mouthful of blood. Compared with the people around him, he had almost no damage. He looked at the monk holding the sword in surprise and forgot his words for a moment.
"Ahhhh-hateful! Hateful!"
Monk Lingcheng had no reason to speak at this moment. Countless familiar figures seemed to appear in front of his eyes, which aroused the anger in his heart. The bloody Jiedao was once again raised high by him. As the light of the sword condensed,
, the sound of the wind all around became as terrifying as the howling of thousands of ghosts.
"Amu!"
Monk Bai Jing frowned and shouted loudly. In just a moment, the bearded monk who was in the melee outside turned around and rushed over to protect him.
It's just that the bearded man looked really miserable. All the wounds on his body were bleeding out. The most terrifying thing was that there was a bone-deep sword wound on his shoulder. He just left the battle forcibly and was left behind by Tian Quan when he found the opportunity.
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Now that the bearded Amu has come, the rest of the knights and knights of the world naturally don't give in. They rush over one after another. Tianquan looks at Monk Lingcheng in horror and asks hurriedly: "Master Lingcheng, what's wrong with you?"
When Monk Lingcheng heard Tianquan's figure, he suddenly turned his head. His blood-colored eyes were so powerful that the knights couldn't help but feel fear when they saw him, and they subconsciously took half a step back.
Unexpectedly, Monk Lingcheng actually became angry at Tianquan: "Damn Niubi!"
After a sentence of scolding, Monk Lingcheng actually slashed at me with a sword without distinguishing between friend and foe. Facing the bloody sword, Tianquan knew that he could not match it with just one glance. He summoned his sword to resist and hurriedly used Qinggong to dodge.
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But his martial arts skills allowed him to dodge away, but the knights beside him were unlucky. One of the stick wielders was unable to dodge and was caught in the blood wave. After a loud bang, the stump of his limbs
The severed arm sprayed high into the sky with blood and internal organs, and then rain of blood fell in all directions.
Tian Quan raised his head blankly, and a few drops of blood fell on his face. In the rich blood, everyone looked at Monk Lingcheng with shock and anger.
"Monk! How dare you kill my fourth brother! I will fight with you!"
The other girl who was stabbing with Emei screamed loudly, not caring about slaying demons and defending the way. Now she stepped on her feet, jumped into the air, and with a sharp edge, she stabbed Monk Lingcheng fiercely with the weapon in her hand.
's head.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No!" Tianquan quickly yelled to stop, but it was too late. Monk Lingcheng was already crazy. He would not show mercy. When he saw the incoming person, he would immediately
With a single slash of the sword, the poor girl's body was immediately dismembered, and blood splattered all over the ground.
"Little sister!"
"Miss Zhang!"
The remaining knights were also stunned, shouting and trying to fight Lingcheng: "Evil thief! You are looking for death! We will kill you now to avenge Miss Zhang!"
After being scolded by the knight, Monk Lingcheng seemed to wake up a little, but what followed was even stronger anger. He covered his head in pain and said: "It wasn't me! It wasn't me who killed him! I was framed.
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"Nonsense!" the knight was filled with anger: "You killed people in front of us! How dare you argue! You think we are blind! Let's all join together! We must not let such evil people continue to exist in the world!"
"It wasn't me! I was wrongly accused! It was them who deliberately changed the sword skills to trap me into an unkind and unjust place! I was not wrong!"
Monk Lingcheng was talking to himself as he hurriedly fought with the others. The knights surrounded him and kept leaving wounds on his body. Under the stimulation of the blood, the madness in the monk's eyes became increasingly difficult to control.
Monk Lingcheng only relied on instinct to resist everyone's attack, and at the same time kept repeating the same words in his mouth, until a knight angrily stabbed his face with a sword, and he held it tightly with his bare hands, and blood seeped out from his palm.
dripping to the ground.
At this moment, in the eyes of Monk Lingcheng, the face of the young knight in front of him was changing. He was getting older little by little, all his black hair fell off to the ground, and his immature face became thin and disgusting, and finally he changed.
He became the person he remembered.
"ah--!"
Monk Lingcheng roared loudly, and with his flesh and blood, he broke the opponent's long sword forcefully. He slashed at the opponent with anger, and shouted: "Lingxu! You damn old thief actually still...